Fragile one, handle with care
Always on my mind
My precious bubble of life
To me you were heaven sent
Sweet and innocent
Protected by the angels
I see you in other's eyes
Joy and happiness
Knowing that you are at peace
Some lines provided by Seeturtle, sheila A, LadySeda, Colleen B, Winters Child, Lady Oregon, Michelle K, Lawrence of Ukraine, the falcon, A-Rhodi, Glenn, Lady "Cheryl" Death.
This entry won me an award for poem of the week, wooooo hoooo...
I want to escape
To my Moby Grape
Where there's no red tape
And my dreams take shape
The surroundings beguile
I might stay for awhile
I'll just relax in style
As my thoughts compile
Some think I'm crazy
Why leaves me hazy
Here I can be lazy
In a field full of daisies
Is Moby Grape a real place
Not one you can trace
It's in my head space
I choose to embrace
Sorry I've digressed
The point is I'm blessed
So I'd just suggest
That you find a grape nest
Around me life takes flight
Bringing magic to the night
Providing me a little light
As I muddle through my plight
The stars sparkle to and fro
The night breezes gently blow
Those around me cast their glow
Yet my spirits are rather low
I wonder what brought me here
And try not to shed a tear
All the reasons seem so unclear
Not getting through it is my fear
The lights of life will guide me though
They know exactly what to do
How they know I have no clue
Once they're done I'm no longer blue
This was my first poem for a Collab group on MySpace. You take lines that people put out there & peice them together into a unique poem. This one was put together using lines by ~~ raiden, Margie, Michelle K, niKi Rok$ aka roKit QuEen, Joskibear, sheila A, barb, Colleen B, LadySeda, Winters Child, Munch, Lawrence of Ukraine, Naome, A-Rhodi, Cheryl, Expressions and last but not least Melanie.
I don't suffer from insanity
So there's no need to see a M.D.
What makes them more sane, their degree
Whatever, I say let me be me
It has it's ups and it has it's downs
There are even times when I see clowns
With rainbow hair and a smile, no frowns
And with them I skip around the town
On the down days I'm a little sad
Or I may even be very mad
For some reason I see things in plaid
Colors not clothes so for that I'm glad
Who wants to be normal, blah not me
Normal is boring don't you agree
I don't suffer from insanity
I enjoy every minute yessiree
I wasn't actually tagged cause the blogger was gracious enough not to be a tagger, but this one just looked too fun to pass up! I love me some music so I had to take up the offer to tag myself… I'm it
The rules of the tag are:
1. Choose a singer/band
2. Answer using ONLY titles of songs by THAT singer/band
3. Tag six more people to do the same (I'm following the queue of the fellow friend & not tagging anyone but feel free to tag yourself if you'd like to play).
My choice is Aerosmith. I'm sure everyone knows who they are… if not then where have ya been???
Here are the questions:
1. Are you male or female?
Rag Doll, Girl Keeps Coming Apart.
2. Describe yourself.
Under my Skin… Outta Your Head, Spaced, Crazy. Devil's Got a New Disguise
3. What do people feel when they're around you?
Beyond Beautiful, Sweet Emotion, Amazing, Sunshine, Walk On Water…. Dream On
4. How would you describe your previous relationship?
Young Lust. The Other Side? Cryin'… Heart's Done Time.
5. Describe your current relationship?
Boogie Man, Gotta Luv It!! F.I.N.E. Walk On Down
6. Where would you want to be right now?
Remember (Walking in the Sand)…. St. John, Permanent Vacation!
Too many eyes looking to me
Driving me to insanity
Being pulled in all directions
Not really making connections
My insides seem to churn away
Causing me feelings of dismay
Sleeping allows me a release
A time to find some inner peace
If all the eyes decide to part
Morning may allow a fresh start
Lately I've just been too tired and too much is getting to me. I noticed that when you are tired it's a lot harder to keep on the positive tip and not be affected so much by the daily grind. Dealing with work, life in general, and all the extra curricular stuff is really beginning to make my brain feel like dryer lint.
Some dryer lint is pretty friendly looking, all soft and fluffy, but that's not the type that my brain is morphing to. There is the stuff that you've pulled fresh from the lint trap and usually there are little escape artists that span off from that. My brain is morphing to the pieces that escape from that nice fuzzy bunch and fall, only to gather in the murky depths below.
My washer and dryer are in the basement and it's pretty murky down there, you don't want to be there longer than necessary. It's not the best place in the house to hang out with your family, to have a nice cozy dinner for 2, or even to sneak in a sundae treat. However, in the winter time it could almost pass for an alternate place to store ice cream… to bad I'm not hankering for a waffle bowl sundae too often in the winter!!
I do like some ice cream though; in fact I'd like a little right about now. I'll have to work on that, maybe it will help freeze the morphing brain... that and some sleep will definitely help I'm almost positive. Now that I'm in the mood for some frozen delights I feel the need to spin a little ditty…
A sundae for 2
You feed me and I feed you
The cherry is mine
My life path seems to be set for me
But I'm drawn to those outside you see
They appeal to a deeper part of me
At those times when I just want to be free
The realms outside the path seem to shine
Like I'm missing something quite divine
My path can benefit from that shine
If and when I choose to intertwine
The path is guided and very safe
Going against it could cause some chafe
But yet I'm drawn to what seems unsafe
And refuse to sit back like a waif
So as I travel sometimes I stray
It makes life more interesting that way
But I'm never really led astray
There's just an adventure everyday
When lights are out, it's monster that I fear.
Since no one is around, they just appear.
If dad comes in they are no where in sight.
He can not rid my fears, try as he might.
Mom once let me use a little night light
But they just unplugged it, bringing back night.
I lie wide awake, their movement I hear.
I remain really still and they just lear.
Sometimes I have to look under the bed
Cause I try to leave treats so they are fed.
If they are full then they may not eat me.
It's a pretty good plan, don't you agree?
I wish that they'd leave and just let me be,
I'd then be full of so much joy and glee.
But they keep coming so I used my head,
Pointed a flashlight in their eyes instead.
Monsters do not like the light I found out,
Direct hit in their eyes and they just shout.
With this discovery I can now sleep
And the monsters, they just stand by and weep.
They continue to come around and creep
But they fear the flashlights there in a heap.
The creepy dudes just stand around and pout
So soon they will leave me for good, no doubt
You would have my utmost gratitude
If you could please just stop and let me be
I really don't mean to be so rude
But I don't like your negativity
I try to help you understand my view
But you do not take the time to listen
I really feel you do not have a clue
And those I provided you are missing
Some day you may come to understand
What it is I've been trying to say
Cutting you out is not what I had planned
But for redemption it's the only way